I have a lot of fond memories of Carol. My earliest memory of our first adventure was in the Summer of 1993. It was during this time she requested my help to re-arrange some parts of Rockville High School's library. It was a tall task for her and me since it was only the two of us. I was 13 years old at the time, but Carol must have thought I was twice my age as she directed me to move tables and books around rapidly. She also had a meticulous plan she had put together to help us work efficiently. Before we knew it, we had totally re-arranged the library. She was very thankful that I helped her that day. I was also appreciative of her attention to detail and direction. This instance was a preview of more projects she would have me help her on the next 24 years. I enjoyed every one of them and was happy to help.